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[beerandschnapps]

Who: Niels Jørgensen
What:  Trying to save the world of a zombie attack?
Where:  Boys dorm, common room.
When: In the evening. He's had enough beer to make his night all sorts of special.
Why: Alcohol is considered a hobby of sorts. Maybe?

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LET'S BE DRUNK TOGETHER!

[dogsnwurst]

[If there was one thing in the world that Ludwig could be SLIGHTLY irresponsible about, it would have to be beer. He could never turn down a good can (or many cans) of beer. Having lost most of his inhibitions and his ability to speak English without a thicker German accent than normal (he often lapsed into Germany anyhow), the tall blond raised a hand eagerly like the good student that he was]

Oh! Ja! What're we *HIC* getting rid of though!

I AM SO AMUSED

[beerandschnapps]

[Niels whips himself around at the voice, startled -- the lack of fellow humans in the vicinity had made him come to be unsuspecting of people in general. He quickly loses balance and falls on his ass]

[This doesn't make him lose any enthusiasm though] Zombie killin' of course~! You must be a fellow survivor? Fuck yeah! [His team is up to two!]

:D I like to make my Ludwig muse lighten up once in a blue moon.

[dogsnwurst]

Ha! [Leans over his new fallen friend and almost collapses on him himself. Here they were, two buff, big, blond guys giggling like little girls. This makes them new BFFs right?]

Zombies? [Sways and furrows his brows in confusion] Doesn't that mean *HIC* that we have to... to... [Thinks hard] ALFRED. [Right. That was his name] Alfred'll wanna come, too.

[mgunbake]

[Berwald was just passing by the common room on the way up to his room carrying a paperbag when he noticed the ruckus going on. He's not surprised to see Niels in the middle of it, because really that shouldn't be surprising]

[As for Ludwig, he thought the German new better, but then he supposed good beer and drunken rambling can be entertaining]

[He made his way towards the stairs]

[ore_america]

[Alfred walks into the common room greeting it with a ' Hey, what's up?', only to see some guy on the coffee table. He's just in time to hear the speech, and he sits beside the little stuffed bird to watch Neils perform on 'stage'.]

[He raises his hand, but just to ask something.] Question! What epidemic?

[beerandschnapps]

[Oho! The Dane is very pleased to see that his audience is up to ask questions. He obnoxiously points the baseball bat at Alfred, so that it was just inches from his nose] Th... The ZOMBIE epidemic! [Hiccup] The apocalypse!

[ore_america]

[That bat is very close... Alfred gently pushes it to the side to have a better look at the guy.]

... Zombie?

[He looks at the army of stuffed animals, and back at the drunken man. Thinking back, he hasn't seen his brother in a while and the dorm is eerily quiet. It's all in his imagination.]

[He raises his hand again and recognizes Neils as the leader for this mission.] Sir! What should we do first?!

Have I mentioned how much I love you? xDD

[beerandschnapps]

[Neils was too busy being proud and mighty before his army to notice Alfred push the bat away from his nose. The Dane cackles loudly, goes into a coughing fit, and points the baseball bat to the ceiling]

About time someone gets smart enough to join the efforts against zombies! [He wobbles] Hmm, but I gotta make sure you're good enough to be in my army... As soon as you get me some girl's panties, I'll let you [Hic] join~